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By Tina Barry

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The Brooklyn Papers / Greg Mango

Nice on ice:
The seafood platter at Cebu restaurant in Bay Ridge features
a smorgasboard of treats from the sea including one and a half
pounds of lobster, six tiger shrimp, five Long Island oysters
and five little neck clams served with spicy cocktail and house-made
mignonette sauces.

The Bay Ridge dining scene is evolving.
Several bars catering to a young crowd, and a few restaurants
that dare to break the pasta-and-calamari routine, have recently
opened, adding sophistication to the locale’s once staid restaurant
mix.

One such restaurant is Cebu, which opened
in September and offers a bar scene with dining - and for those
who enjoy a late meal, the kitchen stays open until 3 am.

In the front room a young crowd sits at
the lavishly carved bar, or has an intimate drink or dinner at
one of the tiny tables lit by an assortment of quirky hanging
lamps. Behind the bar is a cozy dining room, featuring a fireplace,
mustard-colored walls and large bistro-style mirrors. An older,
local crowd sits, several couples to a table, talking and laughing;
nobody seems to mind the fake brick wall or vinyl-covered banquettes.

Co-owner Gerard "Jerry" Picciarelli
works the room, stopping at each table, making suggestions and
commenting on his own thinning hair and expanding waistline.
It’s obvious that he relishes his role as host and entertainer,
and he’s hell-bent on your having a great time. The regulars
love him.

Greatest hits become greatest hits because
people love them, but a "been there, ate this" cloud
hangs over the menu. Described as "continental infusion,"
(why "infusion" and not "fusion" is anyone’s
guess, as neither apply), the menu is like the nerdy little guy
who surprises you with a wicked sense of humor; Cebu’s "continental
infusion" fare delivers much more than I expected.

What Cebu delivers is well-executed cooking
with a few pleasant surprises. A mushroom risotto, creamy with
an earthy scent, was the best risotto I’ve had (even better then
the risottos I loved in Italy) and pastry chefs Nikki Covino
and Jacqueline Walby put a new spin on creme brulee, now a tired
bistro classic.

There were occasional flaws: one sauce
was over-salted, and candy-sweet honey-Dijon salad dressing transformed
what would have been a perfectly delicious endive, beet and bleu
cheese salad into a dish better suited as dessert.

Order the seafood platter with a couple
of glasses of dry white wine and you’ll have a great dinner for
two. Casually served on a big, silver tray over ice is an entire
perfectly cooked lobster, many large shrimp, Blue Point oysters
that tasted like they had just been scooped from the sea and
sweet baby clams. Top one of those briny oysters with the house-made
mignonette (a French sauce of red wine, white pepper and minced
shallots), or dip a perfectly cooked shrimp into the zesty cocktail
sauce, and you’ve got an extravagance of oceanic riches.

We opted for two specials: a rack of lamb and a chicken dish.
The lamb was rare and had that mineral tang that good lamb should
have. Served with garlic-mashed potatoes and crisply cooked string
beans, novel it’s not, but on a chilly evening, novelty takes
second place to good, satisfying fare.

The chicken dish reminded me of ladies’ luncheons when anything
rolled or served ala king was considered chic. A slightly over-cooked
chicken breast, rolled and stuffed with goat cheese and prosciutto
wasn’t helped by an over-salted lemon and wine sauce. That amazing
mushroom risotto, served on the side, improved matters somewhat,
but frankly, eating that chicken was a dull trip down memory
lane.

In keeping with the tried-and-true theme of the menu, a flourless
chocolate cake was served with a sweetened Bordeaux sauce, and
the cheesecake had a black-bottom cookie-crumb crust. There’s
also a tiramisu (no surprise there), and a "cookie jar"
with an assortment of homemade specialties and assorted sorbets.

The creme brulee flavored with Darjeeling tea was lighter than
most and subtly flavored with cinnamon and cloves.

There’s much to like about Cebu. The food is good, even at its
most familiar, and as the neighborhood diners become more adventurous,
so too will Cebu’s continental infusion cuisine. And remember,
Jerry wants you to love his place, he really does, and so do
the waitresses who stop to chat, and the bartenders who smile
sincerely and even the other diners who did everything short
of kissing us goodbye.

Cebu (8801 Third Ave. at 88th Street)
accepts American Express, MasterCard, Discover and Visa. Entrees:
$9-$20, pizzas are $8-$9, and the market price for the seafood
platter is $36-$38. For reservations, call (718) 492-5095

Reasonable discourse

I would love to say congraduations on the restaurant Cebu to Jerry Picciarelli but I dont know if this is the same Jerry I knew when I was 21 and met at Ernie Barry.(strokesofcolor@aol.com)

Sept. 13, 2012, 8:19 am

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